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Midnight Musing true wisdom arrives through ignorance, in lackadaisical laconic lamenting reflections.Midnight Musing by ~anelaen
or there is no true wisdom? oft imparted by a lugubrious visage,
which after grimaces in disdain. the question is: do the wise fabricate truths?
are there only seductions phrased to appeal to our egos?
To our fears, our doubts, to fill a hole where before we wondered: that which we want to fill?
Temporarily Without Title TIME --- plays on, moves on by.Temporarily Without Title by ~anelaen
when alone we feel so old,
but with others we can gambol and fly.
a goose soars below an indifferent dawn,
rich tinged clouds cover an evening gone.
we soar and we fall on turbulant currents,
each time we're subverted the dust is brushed off
and we continue the touch and go of every
day-
an escape to the ocean,
great far away landscapes.
weight of glass memories hang on display,
a sharp chandelier a scintillating monument to
the supple sunset over glowing mountains.
the pathway back is all foliage overgrown
in moonlight over the long road home.
time since has rolled on by,
while I sit and idly
empty vessel in flames on the horizon I dont have a voice, my path is of scorched scorned steps,empty vessel in flames on the horizon by ~anelaen
my lips are as dessicated iron; riven and naught but broken,
rusted rivits and red rivers of sun-bleached scabs...
my soul is a shorn and shredded sail, haunted by a most vengeful shrieking storm...
yet currently limp and becalmed; dripping salty tears while it rots uselessly...
I have no host of ears to call upon; even could I, deaf they'd be to my sundered utterances.
Lacking the ability to create a sonorous susseration, a quiet s.o.s. for salvation...
I drift, destined to be claimed by thirsty, capricious, indifferent waves...
and the dark, deadly creatures of the d
Hysterical 
Sta.sh
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..my Fractals 
..my Stock 
